• As I fell from the heavens, Thy Angels did cry. I had fought a war against God, thus then did I die. It all started when death was near, grimly smiling from ear to ear. All dressed in black satin, his feet were atappin. To a song in his head, dark drums of the dead. I feared not for my life, I cared not for it. Just another soul on the edge of a knife. He whispered then in my ear, good God son your end is near. I spred my wings, sword in hand. Flew at God with blood on my mind. Thats when he turned me to the very sand. To Hell I went to stay, and there I reside still.....today.